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And just a baron?
Could it be that this Baron Hastur Campbell is also a direct descendant of a powerful being?
Backlund, Sequence 1...the illegitimate son of the royal prince?
Serafina was finally moved and looked at Hastur with a hint of complexity.
Such a young and handsome nobleman turned out to be just someone else's illegitimate son. How pitiful.
"Don't think too much. There is no hatred between us. Why don't we chat? I'm also very interested in your witch sect."
"I'm equally interested in your origins."
Serafina turned around and continued to lead the way, with Hastur about three steps away from her.
"Do you have the witch card left by Emperor Russell?"
"good."
"Are you interested in selling?"
"Can you afford it?"
Serafina's tone was calm. This was not a sarcasm, but a statement of fact.
"Yes, I'm just curious about the image of Emperor Russell on that witch card."
"As you imagined, it's a female figure, Witch Russell."
Serafina's tone was pleasant, but also seemed to be slightly sarcastic.
"Great Emperor Russell is really awesome."
Hasta sincerely admires Russell's thick skin, which is already at a level where he is not afraid of social death.
Actually using a female image to represent the witch card.
He wanted to see the witch card more and more, even if it was just to see Russell's witch image with his own eyes.
I don't know what it will look like, whether it will be ugly or beautiful, whether the figure will be flat or material, and what kind of changes will be made to the facial features.
"Are you interested in Russell's affairs?"
"I was just interested in the image of him wearing women's clothing."
"why?"
"Don't you think this is an interesting thing?"
"I don't think so."
Serafina obviously had a different idea from Hasta. She said calmly: "The gender division between men and women is not static. Men can become women and women can become men. Russell's image of a woman is not worthy. What all the fuss is about.”
No, you don't understand.
You have no idea how much fun is involved here.
Just imagine, what kind of expression would Russell have if one day he stood in front of Russell with that witch card in his hand, and called out Russell's name in Mandarin?
Is there anything more interesting than watching Russell die in front of others?
At the best moment, Bernadette could stand on the sidelines and witness this historic scene.
At that time, how will Russell respond, no, how will he quibble about his original mood of creating the Witch Card.
He probably will
With a serious face, he said in a deep voice that this was a necessary part.
Hastur didn't refute on the surface, but he was already making up a big drama in his mind.
"If you are willing to join us, maybe I can let you take a look at the Witch Card. It is the ultimate secret that contains the extraordinary path, a blasphemous secret."
Serafina's words were seductive, and her voice penetrated deeply into Hastur's heart.
This is not a deliberate display of her witch charm, but a natural and amazing allure that can be revealed inadvertently.
Just like her conversation with Leonard, she did not use extraordinary powers from beginning to end. It was just a normal chat, which still fascinated Leonard.
"A blasphemous secret? Shouldn't it be the secret of becoming a god?"
Hastur didn't mind giving the ageless witch a little shock.
Just such a sentence, still hiding it?
Moreover, you want to seduce yourself based on this little knowledge?
At the very least, you have to come up with more valuable chips.
Serafina was stunned for a moment, "Have you seen Russell's other tarot cards?"
"Do you think such knowledge would be a great secret to the being behind me?"
Serafina fell silent again. If the other party was a Sequence 1, then he must have already learned the relevant knowledge.
"I want the assassin's potion formula, what price do I need to pay?"
Hastur brought the topic to the recipe for the assassin's potion.
Now that we have started chatting with this immortal witch, we can directly deal with her to avoid having to deal with Gemani again.
"Oh, are you tired of being a man?"
"Such a provocation is too childish."
Serafina thought for a while, then with a slight smile on her lips, she stopped and said: "I can give you the assassin potion formula, and the conditions are very simple. You must let me hold your arm during the last part of the journey. Of course, if you want to be more intimate, I don’t mind.”
"??!"
What the hell kind of condition is this!
Hasta was stunned. Wasn't this a clear attempt to take advantage of him?
Still holding hands, even more intimate.
Could it be that Leonard was not sleeping up front and was waiting on the roadside?
Stage a cliche love triangle story?
"I reject."
"why?"
Serafina looked puzzled. She only had to hold her arms. Is this condition difficult?
When nobles perform ballroom dancing, the posture is much more intimate than holding arms.
"Do you think I'm as cheap as you?"
"..."
Serafina temporarily forgot to retort.
"Just negotiate terms. Don't worry about other people's bodies every day."
"..."
Serafina finally understood that the Baron Hastur Campbell in front of her was very narcissistic, quite narcissistic!
But she didn't get angry because of this. She had been alive for so many years, and she had never seen such a person.
She has seen a lot of narcissistic people.
The only person who might be able to resist her charm and still remain narcissistic is Hastur.
"Interesting, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."
Serafina laughed, and with a flick of her finger, several lines of dense text appeared on Hastur's clothes.
"This assassin potion recipe is my reward for sending me home tonight."
"Do you know how many gold pounds I need for this coat?"
"..."
Serafina was stunned for a moment, and finally chose to ignore Hastur's words and continue to lead the way.
Finally, the two came to the outside of a large house and under the window of a room on the second floor.
After a while, the upstairs window was opened.
Mrs. Germani appeared from the window and looked at Hastur and Serafina below with a look of disbelief on her face.
Chapter 186 You witches still know how to play
Click.
It's the sound of heartbreak.
There was a kind of sadness spreading deep in Mrs. Germani's heart, and her eyes were full of pain and incomprehensible sorrow.
It would have been a joy to have Baron Hastur Campbell suddenly appear under her window tonight.
However, there was a beauty accompanying him.
She, who knew her mother's character well, had only one thought in her mind when she saw this scene.
Why did Baron Hastur Campbell come back with his mother tonight?
Did something happen?
In terms of appearance and figure, I am almost the same as my mother. If I didn't measure them with my own hands, they would basically look like a pair of sisters.
But now, Hastur is sending his mother back late at night. What does this mean?
She no longer dared to imagine how they would spend tonight.
What did the two people do when they were together?
Jealousy, this emotion is also spreading.
"Don't be sad. All men in the world are the same, so I have always told you not to believe in love. This is the most illusory and unbelievable emotion."
Behind Mrs. Gemani, Moraka walked up silently, put his arms around Mrs. Gemani's waist, and leaned his head gently on her shoulder, with a beguiling tone and a charming look.
Below, Hastur also saw the interaction between Mrs. Germani and Moraka, and thought about the transaction conditions proposed by the ageless witch beside him just now.